I ripped out and crumpled up the pages of our unfinished story.
After letting them lay untouched in the dark corner of my closet for months,
I picked them up, dusted the bad memories off, and flattened the wrinkles as much as I could.
It’s time for me to pick up the pen again, and write a new tale with a happy ending
Oct 4, 2016
Oct 4, 2016 at 1:09 PM UTC
I ripped out and crumpled up the pages of our unfinished story.
After letting them lay untouched in the dark corner of my closet for months,
I picked them up, dusted the bad memories off, and flattened the wrinkles as much as I could.
It’s time for me to pick up the pen again, and write a new tale with a happy ending
